Chapter 231 (1/2)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Food in hand, no worries in mind; this was the same as having money.

This evening, Crick had the most peaceful sleep since the time travel.

Early in the next morning, accompanied by the bodyguards, he went to the Association of Adventurers of the Void Mask Land to recruit some suitable adventurers.

As soon as he arrived at the Association of Adventurers, he heard people quarreling from outside. After he went in, he saw a slim girl with silver hair and long ears arguing with a fat, middle-aged man.

Crick listened to them curiously. In conclusion, the girl meant that she had grown up, and she had learned many skills. She should be allowed to go out and adventure. However, the middle-aged man said that her teacher had told him that she was good at magic, but her practical fighting experience was still seriously inadequate. If she wanted to strengthen herself, she’d better go to the Knights as a military mage. It was dangerous to go on an adventure without preparing in advance.

This little girl has a story! After listening for a moment, Crick was a little curious. An adventurer was sitting in the corner of the conference hall to rest; Crick asked him about the man and girl arguing inside. As expected, he learned that the little girl was called Miss Nice. Madame Teague, the agricultural officer in Void Mask Land, was her mother. And Ms. Liv, the political official, was her elder sister.

More than that, Miss Nice was also the favorite student of Mage Satan, the head of the mages of the Church of Void Mask. She had been learning from Mage Satan for several years. In the Church of Void Mask, she was the rising star of the new generation and a young talent of the first class.

Crick nodded as he listened. He also bought a bottle of premium wine for the adventurer to help him loosen up.

About half an hour later, Miss Nice left angrily because she couldn’t convince the man. Then Crick went into the office to propose his needs after saying goodbye the adventurer he was just talking to.

“You need to recruit a few adventurers who are at mid-level or even higher. For the job, they will be bodyguards, and they may fight dangerous battles. You want a long-term contract with reliable people. In addition to money, the payment will also include knighthood… Is that right?” asked Peter, the chairman of the Association of Adventurers. He was also the middle-aged man who had been arguing with Miss Nice earlier.

Peter hesitated for a moment and then spoke again, “If you don’t mind, would you like to talk about your situation in detail?”

Of course Crick didn’t mind, so he explained his situation, only leaving out some personal things.

Chairman Peter thought for a long time; then he took out a piece of paper and wrote a few names on it. Thinking about it again, he crossed them out and wrote down new names.

“Depending on your situation, I suggest you recruit a stable adventurer team, and the Underground Warriors team is a good fit,” Peter said. “This is a well-known adventurer team. Their captain, D’vor, is a high-level fighter. Although he is the best at underground cave exploration, he can deal with various other tasks as well due to his strong martial arts skills and rich leadership experience. When he was young, he was a soldier, but he also knew how to train other soldiers. That’s enough for him to work as an instructor.”

Crick nodded slightly, acknowledging that this was a good candidate.

“The other three members of the Underground Warriors are the priest, ‘Fire Hammer’ Morton, the ranger, ‘Three Arrows’ Ryder, and the rogue, ‘Back Stab’ Raffle. They are a high-level adventurer team who have completed difficult tasks more than once and have a very good reputation.”

“So, what is the price?”

Chairman Peter said, smiling, “Now they are a bit older, especially Mr. D’vor, who has almost reached the age of retirement. Therefore, as long as there is a long-term stable job with a reliable employer for them to settle down, their demand for treatment is not so high. What they want at present is that the employer must be honest and reliable, and not ruthless.”

Crick said, laughing, “Be at ease. My character is quite good. I am a follower of His Majesty, the Distant Song!”

Although he was actually a fake, the identity of a follower of the God of Art and Culture was quite convincing. As was known, because of the exclusion from the Church of the God of Aristocracy, any aristocrat who still believed in the God of Art and Culture was generally good in character.

Chairman Peter also had a good understanding of this. He thought about it and then advised Crick to go to the temple of the God of Art and Culture, the “Great Theatre of Distant Song” of the Void Mask Land. More than 60% of the elites in the Church of the God of Art and Culture gathered there. With Crick’s identity, he should be able to successfully recruit one or two reliable priests.

“Can I recruit a mage?” Crick asked.

Although priests were also spellcasters and they were usually better at dealing with curses and evil, the ability of priests came mainly from the inspiration of gods. Compared to mages who relied on wisdom and knowledge to master magical power, priests tended to cast spells simply. Therefore, their ability in the academics was obviously inferior.